Touch

Our Five Senses Week

Day 5: Touch

Micah...

(still in Florida)

I feel the cold shelf...I am thankful we have shelves to store things.

I am thankful I am alive...I can feel myself.

I felt Nana...she kissed me and I felt her lips.

I feel a squishy toy...I am thankful that Chuck has toys, too.

I can feel...the water in the pool, the giant Chess pieces, the couch, and the pigs in the Angry Birds game.

Me...

Today I felt the cooling mist blowing across the park from the splash pad.

I felt the sweet, slender arms of Ella around my neck, wanting to be held often today for some reason.

I felt the soft baby skin of Sophia, so new and perfect, and I felt the weight of her healthy, chubby body strapped into my carrier at the park today.

I felt a cold glass of lemonade in my hands this afternoon as I took a break to nurse and read and breathe.

And I felt the precious, slobbery lips from my middles as we laughed and nuzzled noses and swapped kisses.

I felt the leather couch underneath me at the worship hour we went to tonight as a family, and I felt my family close and all touching me as we huddled together on the couch as the worship started.

I felt the dry, scratchy grass under my feet as I watered the flowers this evening.

I felt the warm, cleansing water from my shower at the end of the day, refreshing after a hot summer day.

And I feel the smooth keys on our laptop, giving me the freedom to write, process, and capture the gift that is my life.